Sacred Meditations and Moral Themes In Verse By the Rev. Robert Montgomery ... Third Edition--Revised and Enlarged |
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LOST FEELINGS. |
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LOST FEELINGS.
Oh! weep not that our beauty wears
Beneath the wings of time;
That age conceals the brow with cares
That once appeared sublime.
Beneath the wings of time;
That age conceals the brow with cares
That once appeared sublime.
Oh! weep not that the clouded eye
No shining thought can speak,
And fresh and fair no longer lie
Joy-tints upon the cheek:
No shining thought can speak,
And fresh and fair no longer lie
Joy-tints upon the cheek:
No! weep not that the ruin-trace
Of wasting time is seen,
Around the form, and in the face
Where beauty's lines have been:
Of wasting time is seen,
Around the form, and in the face
Where beauty's lines have been:
But mourn the inward wreck we feel,
As blighted years depart,
And Time's benumbing fingers steal
Young feelings from the heart!
As blighted years depart,
And Time's benumbing fingers steal
Young feelings from the heart!
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Those joyous thoughts that rise and spring,
From out the buoyant mind,
Like summer bees upon the wing,
Or echoes on the wind;
From out the buoyant mind,
Like summer bees upon the wing,
Or echoes on the wind;
The hopes that sparkle ev'ry hour,
Like blossoms from a soul
Where sorrow sheds no blighting power,
And care has no control,—
Like blossoms from a soul
Where sorrow sheds no blighting power,
And care has no control,—
With all the rich enchantment thrown
On Life's fair scene around,
As if the world within a zone
Of happiness were bound;
On Life's fair scene around,
As if the world within a zone
Of happiness were bound;
Oh! these endure a mournful doom,
As day by day they die;
Till age becomes a barren tomb
Where buried feelings lie!
As day by day they die;
Till age becomes a barren tomb
Where buried feelings lie!
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